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It Only Just Begun

My inmost question is… Can I go back?

3 years down the line I deserted them and left alone with no note, no nothing, to let them know where I was going and now they're still asking for my help or any help they can get, the other day I watched the numerous air-crafts from signal academy leave but it isn't even that season yet to import new students especially when they might not be ready, but heck it could just be supplying.

Do I regret going? No, I don't in fact, it was the best decision of my life to actually understand myself instead of ignoring it, the situation I placed myself in was my fault. I drove my inner-self to a nomadic point of madness that it caused me to deal with another girl inside of me.

Will Yang accept me? I don't know… I left her like her mom did, yet I made a greater mark to actually be present in her life and disappear.

Yang was the best sister anyone can ask for, I mean here and there she talked to me and gave the advice I needed but she didn't necessarily talked about our paths and tried to figure the puzzles out, all she did was place that to aside and thought about fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting that was her mantra.

I need to be alone; I had to get far away from all of this as possible because something I loved so dearly, turned into something I bitter about. I have the courage, strength, speed, skill and motto to slash every monster in my path but am I too late? I ain't no Mary Sue but how did things get out of control to cause an outbreak like this? How could I not see this coming? How could anybody not see it?

During these 3 years, I saw many things outside the concrete walls they hid from us.

Sure they taught us what we needed to know but they taught us nothing about what's out in this wilderness. They didn't prepare us for this kind of monsters– a monster can't even be close to what I've come in contact with or describe it in a way that it's entirely more hideous than what you think about.

Should I go back and tell them before it gets too late? Tell them whatever you slaughter out there comes back to life? Will they even believe me? Let alone listen to me?

God, I don't know.

"You're not alone red." Rolling my eyes as my ears bled with agony, I swear why haven't I murdered this guy when I could? Wait–he tells me he knows where my mother is and alive and this guy has been around the entire world, I'm not missing chances.

Jeez, I sound desperate.

"Get lost Torchwick." Trying to start this fire for the night I stubbornly turn away and carry on.

"I think we apparently are," leaning against the oak tree for shelter I sit here before hearing him light up another cigar "need my lighter?"

"No." Answering before getting up I walk away from the scene, why out of people do he has to follow me?

Those years back when he brought all the grims into the city, I thought it was over but luckily all ended, but not so well, a lot of people died as everything was destroyed… I shouldn't give this guy an option or a-a chance to live, but it's the fact he has a fragment of information that he can tell me where my mom is, apparently her death was a cover-up from the superiors, I don't know if that's true.

"Where are you going?" He asked before following me, what is his problem!

"Stop following me and leave me alone!" Yelling at him to get it through his thick skull and that out-of-date hat he's always had, I headed off.

I'm eighteen now, I can deal with things on my own, I'm definitely not that kid I used to be, I've changed, I've changed a lot. Finding out I had something wrong with me isn't good but in ways it becomes useful, I'm me in daily life but when it comes to the battleground, I'm not me, I end up being locked inside and completely disparate from everyone.

Through the years I'm much stronger with or without my weapon after physically fighting with beowolves I've gained strength like Yang but not as perfect as her.

I've grown taller, my hair is longer since I don't have anything to cut it, I re-created crescent rose into something more vicious, vicious enough to help me survive, I'm not that little naïve girl everyone thought I was, I've grown to be sharper and a lot wiser after being out here.

I know what suffering really is, there were hard times where I wished I was at home drinking hot chocolate and reading comics with Jaune but that didn't stop me achieving my central power to something I never knew I've obtained.

I found out being alone (in some way when Roman gets lost) you can't always be so dependent on your weapon. That's everyone mistake, I learnt that after fighting Roman when I didn't have my crescent rose with me, I didn't even lay a mark on him but now with my bare hands I can leave him black, blue and limp, he knows I can after I kicked him into a tree, and I did pre-warn him before that I will break that walking stick of his and shove it up where the sun doesn't shine.

Yeah, that vivid thought made him wince.

"I'm not leaving you alone; I did that last time and remember what that led to." Sometimes I really do wish I can swing a punch at him but he's right. That afternoon a few days ago I stormed off again, I bumped into a pack of grims, I had my crescent rose with me but I was torn that day, having to climb a rocky mountain for spring water at the top isn't easy so instead he saved me when he could have let me die that way. Hn, what a huntress I was.

"Fine, give me your lighter." Quickly turning around he halted, dropping the lighter in my hands as I walked back to the camp with him before hearing voices, stopping Roman I quietly hid and eavesdropped.

"It's a fresh fire," I recognise that voice… It's Professor Oobleck, why is he out?

"What does that mean?" Blake… Shoot I need to go.

"I don't know if it's Ruby but I think whoever was here will be back probably for more wood." Just great, turning to Roman I gave my right hand out, he took it before squeezing and he knew I was going to run, in my speed that is.

Damn it, it's starting to rain, running to wherever I found shelter or something that can be used as a roof on top of our heads was an abandoned bus stop that was completely rustic and gone. It's old, it's painted wood but its' all colourless and dry now. I don't know where we are but I let go and sat down on the pebble floor whilst leading against the post, I hope that doesn't break or fall.

"Why not just go back?" Here we go again.

"You know the answer Torchwick." I snapped as he sat opposite me, doing nothing but inhaling his cigar.

"Will you go back soon?" He asked again, damn he's being so persistent.

"Look I've been around you for 3 years, I know what you think is right and wrong, I know you inside out I do know." He doesn't know.

"You don't know me inside out, what you see on the outside is just that on its own, I'm a downright person you don't know Roman, I'll go when the time is just right when that moment arrives." Placing my arms on my knees before hugging myself for warmth I place my head on my arms as a cushion.

"What moments are you waiting for then?" Raising my head to see a grim through the forest, not so far away, turning to us it did nothing but walked away.

"You'll wait and see," I said before going back to my regular stance. Closing my eyes I heard him walk away but to only come back after a few minutes he places something in the middle of us, hearing logs or wood he must have gotten dry wood before it went damp, dropping a pine cone at my foot I slowly open my eyes to watch him start a fire.

It wasn't scorching, but it was subtle enough for us both to use warmth.